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Author: AerynQ
Disclaimer: I don't own Farscape, and I think everybody knows this by now. I hate writing disclaimers (Grrr).
Rating: PG
Feedback: "mailto:carlottaq@hotmail.com"
Thanks: To my Beta Reader Erin Cale.
Notes: Set about three cycles in the future. Aeryn's POV
I suppose John would say that I'm "in denial". I knew from the beginning of my journey aboard Moya that everyone's primary goal was to get home. Well, every one except for Chiana, whose primary goal has always been to seduce John and D'Argo, and mine, which was… to become more? Yes, that would be it.
Despite my knowledge I never really expected anyone to reach their goal. I certainly never expected to reach mine. But now Chiana's got D'Argo, Zhaan and Rygil have gone home, and John's is leaving for Earth in only a few arns. A few weekens ago I would thought that I too had reached my goal; that I was more. Now I realize that the "more" was really just John. He completed me in a way no one else ever could. With out him I'm no more than I ever was as a peacekeeper militant. With out him I'm nothing.
Now I'm going to lose him and it's my own frelling fault. In my own way I'm worse than Chiana. One microt I would flirt shamelessly with him, the next I'd push him away. He played my game for so long that I fear that the damage I've done may be irrevocable. I've finally won; I've pushed all the way to the other side of the galaxy. If I could have just one more chance… no, I've been given to many chances already. He already gave me my last chance, he asked me to come to earth with him and I refused. Frell!
"Aeryn?" John's familiar voice breaks me from my reverie.
"What do you want?" I reply harshly, determined not to let him see the pain his departure is causing me.
"To say goodbye." He replies evenly. He is so used to my coldness by now that he barely seems to notice it.
"Please don't go." As soon as the words leave my lips I wish them unsaid. They're like deathblow to John's composure.
"I've already told you that you could come with me Aeryn! If I don't leave now I may never be able to…"
"Why?" I ask simply. I know it's not going to change his mind but argument is so comfortable between us, so familiar…
"Because I'm tired of this. I just want to go back to being you're average "mentally deficient" human! Is that all right with you officer Sun?" I shake my head thinking desperately for the words that will make him stay. Suddenly I know.
"No John it's not all right with me. You can be more."
Author: AerynQ
Disclaimer: I don't own Farscape, and I think everybody knows this by now. I hate writing disclaimers (Grrr).
Rating: PG
Feedback: "mailto:carlottaq@hotmail.com"
Thanks: To my Beta Reader Erin Cale.
Notes: Set about three cycles in the future. Aeryn's POV
I suppose John would say that I'm "in denial". I knew from the beginning of my journey aboard Moya that everyone's primary goal was to get home. Well, every one except for Chiana, whose primary goal has always been to seduce John and D'Argo, and mine, which was… to become more? Yes, that would be it.
Despite my knowledge I never really expected anyone to reach their goal. I certainly never expected to reach mine. But now Chiana's got D'Argo, Zhaan and Rygil have gone home, and John's is leaving for Earth in only a few arns. A few weekens ago I would thought that I too had reached my goal; that I was more. Now I realize that the "more" was really just John. He completed me in a way no one else ever could. With out him I'm no more than I ever was as a peacekeeper militant. With out him I'm nothing.
Now I'm going to lose him and it's my own frelling fault. In my own way I'm worse than Chiana. One microt I would flirt shamelessly with him, the next I'd push him away. He played my game for so long that I fear that the damage I've done may be irrevocable. I've finally won; I've pushed all the way to the other side of the galaxy. If I could have just one more chance… no, I've been given to many chances already. He already gave me my last chance, he asked me to come to earth with him and I refused. Frell!
"Aeryn?" John's familiar voice breaks me from my reverie.
"What do you want?" I reply harshly, determined not to let him see the pain his departure is causing me.
"To say goodbye." He replies evenly. He is so used to my coldness by now that he barely seems to notice it.
"Please don't go." As soon as the words leave my lips I wish them unsaid. They're like deathblow to John's composure.
"I've already told you that you could come with me Aeryn! If I don't leave now I may never be able to…"
"Why?" I ask simply. I know it's not going to change his mind but argument is so comfortable between us, so familiar…
"Because I'm tired of this. I just want to go back to being you're average "mentally deficient" human! Is that all right with you officer Sun?" I shake my head thinking desperately for the words that will make him stay. Suddenly I know.
"No John it's not all right with me. You can be more."